180410120109/ Class A
Summary: Liqa is approached by 2 of her seniors at the same time.
I rushed to the gate of my faculty. I was late for my first orientation day as a freshmen in literature study. When I approached a group of students who were listening to the seniors, suddenly all eyes are on me. That was pretty awkward, especially because the seniors started to whisper and murmur. I introduced my self in a nervous manner.
“Hello all, sorry for being late….I was lost while looking for this building. My name is Aliqa Andriana and you can call me Liqa.”
“And where are you from?” the man who is standing in the front replied quickly.
“Jakarta.” One of the seniors took my photo candidly while I answered the question.
“No wonder. You can sit now” said the senior.
The following night, I sat in front of my laptop. I got friend requests on my facebook. I found out that the senior who talked to me yesterday is the senate president, Rafka. And the other who kept taking my candid photos along the day is Arvin.
“ How was the first day of orientation?” Rafka chatted me on Facebook unexpectedly.
“Well, I got a little bored because I dont know much about my new friends.” I answered bluntly.
“I can see it coming. You seemed stand out from the others. The way you dress and act are so uptown girl. But you have attracted many people.”
I was surprised by his cynical answer. It is like he is trying to give me compliment implicitly. I ended up talking to him the whole night. He is so smart and tactful. He tells me his experience with the lecturers and their subjects. He is a bit sarcastic towards everything but he has strong and valid argument. I have never been impressed by someone’s stubborness.
The next day of orientation, the freshmen are told to prepare a dress for the inauguration night. While I were laughing with my new friends, Arvin kept taking my photos with his SLR camera. I somehow felt annoyed with it, so after the meeting I talked to him.
“ Hey, I dont mean to be rude, but can you stop taking my photos?” I remarked to him
“I did it because it is my job to make documentation for this event.” He answered mildly
“Well then you supposed to take pictures of all the freshmen, not just me.” I got a little cranky because he started to laugh.
He stopped laughing when he saw me frowned. He apologised and said “Well you are the centre of attention without even trying to be. Consider that as a compliment.” That got me a little flaterred. We continued talking and he offered me a lift back to my dorm.
They both started to chat me every night. Arvin is the captain of our faculty’s football team. Besides that, he has a good skill in photography. He is modest and open- minded. He can see the good side in every problem. Everything is going on well until one night before the inauguration night, they asked to pick me up. I said no to both of them. Since Arvin kept forcing me, I said to him he could pick me home after the event.
On the inauguration night, Rafka gave the opening speech with his excellent English which make it perfect. From my seat, I could see Arvin and Rafka are talking to each other while looking at me.
“I’m gonna took you home after the event.” Rafka came to me
“What? No, it is alright. I can go home by myself.”
“No, I want to make sure you are alright.”
“ But…I already promise Arvin that he can pick me home.”
“ What? I wont let you go home with him. I have planned this event for months and I’m not gonna let you go home from here with him.” Rafka looked upset. “I’m gonna wait at the parking lot whether you come or not.” He continued
I texted Arvin eventhough we were in the same room. I could not tell him directly. I told him that I am gonna go home with Rafka. Arvin looked at me with disappointed look, but he did not say anything. I went to the dorm with Rafka. I was about to sleep,when Arvin texted me to go outside my dorm. He was there. It was 2 AM in the morning.
“ I made you a poem.” He said briefly with faceless expression.
“ Thank you…..” I took the paper he gave. I read the poem. He was waiting quietly. The poem is about a boy who was looking for the right girl. Suddenly he met this bouncy girl who turn his world upside down. Though he has a rival, he decided not to yield. He would wait until the girl gives him the answer. Neither me nor Arvin said anything afterward. He just suddenly hugged me, kissed my hand, and went away with his motorcycle.
Rafka did a lot of romantic things with me. We sat near the lake inside my university and blew the bubble together. We made airplane from paper and flew it to the sky. While Arvin was there every time I needed him. He accompanied me doing my assignment for hours until the cafe is closed. He took me to this music concert and hold my hand when the singer was singing “Selamanya Cinta” by D’Cinnamons. I am so fickle.
One month went by. Tomorrow is Rafka’s birthday. After such an unpleasant self-struggle, I have took my decision. Arvin came to my dorm as usual. I sat beside him.
“Tomorrow is Rafka’s birthday.” I said straightly
“Yes. And so what.” He replied perfuntionally
“ I have made my decision. But believe me this is not as easy as you thought it is.”
“Go on.”
“ I think it is better if we stay as a friend. You brought so much fun in my life. But I feel more like myself when I was with Rafka. That’s a hard truth but I gotta stop making you wait. This girl before you is not the partner you are looking for. I am a fool.”
“ Well, I gotta prove that you were a fool for doing this.” There’s a silence and he went on“I gotta stay away from you for a while. I cant promise you a friendship though.”
“I expected you to be angry. That way my guilty would be decreased. I’m sorry.” That was the last thing I said before he went away.
An hour before Rafka’s birthday, he took me out for a walk. We were walking to our favorite cafe when suddenly he closed my eyes with a piece of crape.
“Rafka, stop being silly. What are you doing?” I asked spontaneously.
“Just follow me. Be careful with your step.” He answered happily. He lead me to his motorcycle and we both went somewhere with it. We arrived and he lead me for another few steps. He opened the black scrape. It was the lake, our favorite place. It was dark and the only light is the candles that surrounded me. The candles made a heart shape. He was standing outside the candles.
“Look at your watch. My birthday is 3 minutes from now. Please took one of the candles and blew it if you are willing to be my girlfriend. But if no, just stepped out from the candles.” He instructed. I had the night that every girl has dreamed of. I took a few steps. I took the candle and blew it.
Thanks to Arie Priatama, Ananda Fitriana (180410120118/Class A),Adhiatmaka Baskara (180410120076/Class A), Maulia Sefriani (Class B), Nurul Undira Eka Putri (class A) who proofread my short prose
Word Count : 1122
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